pjbooks Chapter 282 The Idea is Dangerous
Chapter 282 The Idea is Dangerous
"Oh, you country bumpkin!"
Upon hearing this voice, Ma Junjie frowned and immediately turned around.
Upon looking,
It really was Zhang Qiang!
Zhang Qiang was dressed in a suit and tie, wearing a white shirt and even a tie.
His hair was combed back, coated with greasy, shiny hairspray, meticulous and respectable.
"Haha, Ma Junjie, you really are a country bumpkin!" Zhang Qiang pointed at Ma Junjie and laughed along with two or three of his henchmen behind him.
Ma Junjie glanced at Zhang Qiang with a disdainful look.
A half-smile played on his face.
"Zhang Qiang, you survived last time, but you're back in the game?"
"Wow, you not only look alive, but you're even more radiant than before! I bet you've found a new owner, you little lapdog?"
"You...fuck your mother!" Zhang Qiang was hit where it hurt and was furious.
The three henchmen behind him saw this and prepared to rush up and beat Ma Junjie.
Zhang Qiang stretched out a hand to stop him.
"stop!"
"Don't rush, this kid's all talk and no action. Hitting him will just get our hands dirty!"
Zhang Qiang feigned composure and laughed again.
He sized Ma Junjie up and down, a sly smile spreading across his face.
"Ma Junjie, you probably don't know this yet, but your Blue Moon store is about to go bankrupt and close down!"
"Heh, you're like a grasshopper in autumn, you won't be able to hop around for much longer. Stop spouting nonsense and get ready to pack your things and go back to the countryside!"
Upon hearing this, Ma Junjie realized that the situation was indeed as Jiang Hao had described.
His expression changed, and he pointed at Zhang Qiang, questioning him.
"Zhang Qiang, did you poach people from Blue Moon?"
"Brother Hao treated you so well, and you did this? Are you even human?"
"If you feed a dog, it will grow up and know to wag its tail in gratitude. But you're worse than a pig or a dog!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiang's henchmen were enraged.
Someone pointed at Ma Junjie and cursed.
"Holy shit, who are you to talk to our manager like that? I'll kill you!"
Ma Junjie remained unmoved, completely disregarding these people.
Jiang Hao, upon hearing Ma Junjie's words, was clearly suppressing his anger as well.
Slowly, he raised his left hand.
With a "whoosh," the white gauze wrapped around it was ripped off.
moment,
A mutilated hand, with two fingers severed, was revealed.
"Heh!" Zhang Qiang raised his hand, revealing a cold smile.
"this one?"
"Is this what you call being good to me?"
"They cut off my hand and locked me up like a prisoner, and that's what they call being good to me?"
Zhang Qiang's eyes suddenly widened, a fierce glint appearing in them.
He raised his voice and roared hoarsely.
"Ma Junjie, I, Zhang Qiang, am making this clear today: I am no longer the same person I used to be, and I will repay the debt a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
"Ma Junjie, I'm going to kill you, kill Blue Moon, kill Jiang Hao! You're all going to die!"
Ma Junjie lowered his head and gently shook it.
He knew Zhang Qiang was finished.
It's like he's gone mad; he's reached a dead end.
People like him never think about their own problems; they only magnify the harm others have done to them.
Ma Junjie smiled and looked up.
"Zhang Qiang, I'm trying to advise you out of kindness, but having such thoughts is very dangerous!"
"Am I in danger?" Zhang Qiang looked puzzled and surprised.
He deliberately laughed exaggeratedly at his underlings.
"Hahaha, did you hear that? He said I'm dangerous?"
"This country bumpkin is about to pack his bags and leave, about to die, and he still has the audacity to say I'm in danger?"
"Hahaha, go! Kill him!"
Zhang Qiang caught his henchmen off guard, catching them completely off guard.
Zhang Qiang roared again.
"Go! Kill him! I'll take responsibility if you kill him, 20,000 each!"
"superior!"
The henchmen heard it clearly.
His eyes lit up, and he swiftly pulled a dagger from his pocket.
Several people glared at Ma Junjie as if he were a walking banknote.
Some people were making harsh remarks.
"Kid, if you have someone to blame, it's because you were too arrogant."
"Go to hell!"
After he finished speaking, several henchmen swarmed forward and rushed up.
Ma Junjie keenly observed the three people rushing towards him.
I glanced at it a few times.
A preliminary judgment was immediately made.
These three have indeed trained; they are fast and powerful.
Nominally, they were Zhang Qiang's underlings, but in reality, they were just thugs.
Ma Junjie braced himself, ready to strike at any moment.
After the three people surrounded him, Ma Junjie calmly assessed the situation.
A skinny man plunged a dagger into Ma Junjie's chest.
Ma Junjie dodged, then delivered a powerful left hook, slamming it into the skinny man's chin.
With a "bang," several teeth flew out.
The remaining two men, their eyes gleaming with malice, began stabbing Ma Junjie wildly.
Ma Junjie nimbly dodged, then took a few steps back before charging forward and kicking both men hard in the stomach.
The two probably didn't expect Ma Junjie to be so strong.
There wasn't much defense.
My stomach suffered a heavy blow.
However, this attack felt like being hit by a cannonball.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The two bodies crashed heavily to the ground.
"Clang!" The dagger fell to the ground.
Knowing the war was over, Ma Junjie patted his trouser leg and stared at Zhang Qiang not far away.
Zhang Qiang's eyes clearly showed panic.
He knew Ma Junjie was capable.
But he didn't expect that Ma Junjie was much more capable than he had imagined.
These three henchmen were his carefully selected thugs, but in less than three minutes, they were lying on the ground groaning in pain.
"Pah!" Zhang Qiang spat on the ground, saying disdainfully.
"Damn it, a bunch of useless trash!"
As he spoke, Zhang Qiang ripped off his coat with a "whoosh."
He bent down again and picked up the fallen dagger from the ground.
He stared at the sharp dagger.
Gently shake your head.
"Hehe, Ma Junjie, it seems I underestimated your strength."
"Next time, I'm going to get a gun and shoot you dead!"
"I can't be too lenient with someone like you!"
"You want to use a gun?!" Ma Junjie smirked as he listened.
"Zhang Qiang, tell me, if someone has a gun but can't fire it, wouldn't that be really interesting?"
"Wh...what?" Zhang Qiang's eyes widened in shock, his body twitching involuntarily with fear.
"What the hell do you mean...?"
Ma Junjie's wicked grin sent shivers down Zhang Qiang's spine.
Zhang Qiang was now somewhat regretful, regretting his impulsive decision to provoke Ma Junjie.
However, since things have already come to this, we cannot afford to lose our momentum.
He threatened,
"Ma Junjie... don't be arrogant. Brother Biao of the Red Sun is my big brother now, he..."
Ma Junjie stared intently at Zhang Qiang, chuckled again, and remained silent.
"What the hell do you want to do?" The more Ma Junjie remained silent, the more panicked Zhang Qiang became.
At a loss,
Next second,
With a "whoosh," Ma Junjie took a step forward.
With a "whoosh," Zhang Qiang found his dagger snatched from his hand.
Immediately afterwards, with a "bang," Zhang Qiang was kicked to the ground by Ma Junjie.
Ma Junjie then sat on Zhang Qiang's back.
Then he slammed Zhang Qiang's right hand hard onto the ground.
Zhang Qiang panicked, broke out in a cold sweat, and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Ma Junjie, what are you doing? What are you doing?"
"Ma Junjie, let me go! Let me go!"
"Ma Junjie, let go..."
Next second,
A cold glint flashed before Zhang Qiang's eyes.
A dull thud rang in my ears.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qiang felt an excruciating pain shooting through his fingers.
At the same time, Ma Junjie's voice rang out.
"The thumb was chopped off for Bingbing!"
"Snap!"
"The index finger was chopped off for Brother Hao!"
"Snap!"
"My middle finger was... chopped off randomly!"